The final prompt Zhang Xinyi just glanced at the prompt and withdrew his gaze. After all, the super plane is still far away from him now, but such a prompt also made him know that although the ability of the OA comprehensive information body of the fantasy plane is powerful, it has certain restrictions after all, and is not omnipotent.

However, this discovery made him feel relieved. Although he did not think that his situation was qualified to be coveted by such an existence, it did not mean that he fully trusted the OA comprehensive information body of the fantasy plane and had no other ideas.

However, it is still unequal strength between the two sides. The most urgent task now is to improve one's own strength. Without the support of strength, one does not even have the qualification to have chips.

My eyes swept through these fantasy planes composed of real-world works. As a senior who writes online novels, he is familiar with these works. Even if he hasn't seen them, he understands the general content and plot. After careful recollection, he has a little clarity. It seems that one of the factors that distinguish low and medium planes is whether there is surreal power.

It can be seen from the three medium and low planes found this time.

Although the power shown in "Song of Ice and Fire" seems to be a showdown of cold weapons in the medieval era, it also has magical elements, including magic, White Walkers, and even dragons. The Westeros Continent, where the story takes place, is in the midst of war and killing at all times. In that plane, life, especially the lives of civilians, are like ants.

"King Game" is a Japanese comic adapted from a suspense thriller novel. The final mastermind is a computer virus called "King", which can influence reality through the subconscious mind, or even kill people! Its principle is somewhat similar to that of a fantasy space, and it is an extremely dangerous plane, and the number of deaths in the later stage is measured by tens of thousands.

Although the movie does not show any extraordinary power, the technological level in it is far beyond the real world. It is not surprising that it exists as a medium and low plane. This plane is even more powerful. Civilians have to engage in life and death battles through a lottery every year, just to entertain the aristocratic group.

These three medium and low planes seem to be better choices, and have a higher starting point than low planes. However, Zhang Xinyi is very clear about his current abilities. Even with the assistance of the OA comprehensive information body of the fantasy plane, he may not be able to survive in those worlds.

"...Although there is no life danger, the first adventure is to choose the plane that suits you the most. Then my choice is, the hero of martial arts!"

When Zhang Xinyi determined the options, the picture immediately changed, and a constantly beating movie screen and the corresponding text description at the bottom of the screen appeared: movie plane - "The Hero of the Essence of Martial Arts", low-intensity martial arts plane, dangerous level F-.

"The Hero of the Fierce Martial Arts" was popular for a while when Zhang Xinyi was young and was very popular with martial arts control. Zhang Xinyi has been impressed so far. What I remember most is the fighting scenes of Chen Zhengang in the film combining strength and strength. From fighting against the Japanese martial arts hall alone to duel with Fujio, fighting with Tingen, and finally fighting with Tsushi Fujita, it can be said that he is fist-to-heart, passionate and passionate.

Especially the Chinese Kung Fu, which combines both hardness and softness, deeply attracted Zhang Xinyi, who was still young, and had the idea of ​​going to Shaolin Temple to learn Kung Fu.

"Select "Jingwu Heroes", target the Shanghai Jingwumen Association, teleport - start!"

"In the early days of the Republic of China, the land of China was bullied by foreign powers, surrounded by powerful powers, the national strength declined, and the nation became increasingly dangerous. However, the people lived in ignorance and poverty, and endured the oppression of the great powers and warlords. However, this era was also an era of vigorous development of national martial arts, and countless national-level masters of national martial arts emerged.

Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of a country. Some masters of national martial arts advocate the nationalization of the country. National martial arts can strengthen the body, the country, the race and the nation, and strengthen the spirit of revitalizing the nation. In order to realize the dream of revitalizing China, these masters of national martial arts opened martial arts schools in Guangdong, Yunnan, Shanghai and other places, and recruited apprentices. Among them, the most powerful and influential one is the "Jingwumen" founded by Huo Yuanjia, a master of the generation of grandmasters."

When Zhang Xinyi woke up again, what he heard was an electronic synthesizer that seemed to be a background explanation.

"The gentleman in front of you will give me a favor, give me a favor!" A hurried shout came from behind. Zhang Xinyi subconsciously turned sideways and saw a rickshaw with a strong atmosphere of the times running quickly by his side.

As they passed by, a blonde and blue-eyed foreigner in the rickshaw glanced at Zhang Xinyi arrogantly and vaguely heard him curse in stiff Chinese: "The Chinese with low quality."

Only then did Zhang Xinyi realize that he was standing in the middle of the road, wearing a suit and ties, and carrying a cowhide box in his hand.

Walking to the side of the road, this foreign visitor carefully observed the great Shanghai of this era. As the largest city in Asia at that time and the only financial center, its prosperity was definitely beyond his imagination. The first thing he saw was the dock in the distance. The passenger flow on the dock was astonishing, and there were constant ships coming and going. Whenever a ship docked, porters immediately rushed up and quickly moved the cargo on the ship.

The roads in Shanghai are not as spacious as later generations, but they are enough for eight cars to run in parallel. The road surface is extremely neat and not as congested as later generations. Cars are rare in this era, but they are also uncommon in Shanghai. From time to time, a black classic car is passing by on the road, attracting a stunning look around.

Banks and insurance companies opened by various countries, karaoke halls and dance halls along the street, opium halls where depressed addicts come in and out from time to time, and police rooms with large yellow skin caps not far from the corner. Everything constitutes the most contemporary oriental metropolis - Shanghai.

"Sir, where are you going?" There are many tourists coming and going at the pier, and it is also the place where rickshaw drivers like to take on business the most. Several rickshaw drivers with sallow faces surrounded Zhang Xinyi and asked.

"Go to Jingwumen."

"You go to Jingwu Sect too?"

The speaker was wearing a student outfit in black clothes and black pants. He looked in his twenties, but he looked handsome but had a hint of sadness. When Zhang Xinyi was talking, he happened to pass by and couldn't help asking.

Zhang Xinyi looked at the other party and felt a sudden heart. It was him! Then he smiled and said, "I am going to Jingwumen, and so is my friend? If you don't mind, you will go with me. I heard that the Huo family of Jingwumen is famous for their boxing skills. This time I went back to China to come to my home to become a disciple."

Zhang Xinyi recalled that this place was Chen Zhen, who was studying in Japan, heard about his master Huo Yuanjia's death in the ring competition in Japan, so he made a special trip to the Shanghai Wharf where he came back from Japan.

The young man just now was the protagonist of the movie "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" - Chen Zhen, played by Jet Li.

I turned around and looked at it. The real person I saw in the Fantasy Plane was more handsome than in the movie. No wonder I could get back a Japanese beauty when I went to Japan to study.

"Jingwumen? Mr. Jingwumen? No wonder he was very arrogant at first sight. But now everyone in Shanghai knows that Jingwumen was the first in the past, but now it is not possible..." The rickshaw driver looked regretful, "Since Master Huo was beaten to death in the ring competition, Jingwumen has plummeted. If Mr. Wu wants to learn martial arts, I will introduce another martial arts hall to you."

Although it was expected, even a rickshaw driver looked down on his master's sect. Chen Zhen's face next to him was still not very good-looking.

But in a sense, the coachman is right. Learning kung fu is naturally a promising one with the most powerful ones. His master was beaten to death by the Japanese on the formal ring, and even the Huo family boxing technique was considered inferior. Now in Shanghai, the reputation of the Huo Family Jingwu Sect has plummeted.

I thought this person would definitely turn to his sect, but Zhang Xinyi shook his head after hearing this and said seriously: "The reason why I came back to China to learn martial arts at Jingwu Sect is not because of Master Huo's kung fu, but because of his spirit of fighting against foreign enemies and not fearing power. Since Master Huo unfortunately passed away, I want to worship him."

Words are sonorous, firm and powerful.

Unfortunately, these words could not touch the rickshaw driver who had been numb by life, but it made Chen Zhen, who was beside him, feel a good impression on Dasheng.

Seeing that the rickshaw driver could not persuade him, he naturally stopped talking. He asked a companion to carry Chen Zhen, and the two rickshaws drove quickly towards the direction of Jingwu Gate.

Along the way, Zhang Xinyi looked around strangely. After all, not everyone had the opportunity to see the real Shanghai period during the Republic of China.

Chen Zhen in another rickshaw was quite depressed. This person looked extraordinary, so why did he look like a local bun who had never seen the world?

Fortunately, Zhang Xinyi took back his gaze before he looked at it, nodded to Chen Zhen and said, "Does this friend also come to Jingwu Sect to learn boxing? I'm going to Zhang Xinyi."

"In Xiajing Wumen Chen." Chen Zhen has a good impression of this person. In addition, this time he returned to China to find out the truth about his master's death, and there is no need to conceal his identity.

"Oh? My friend is Master Huo's disciple. I'm lucky to know you." Zhang Xinyi showed a surprise expression right there.

"?G, I'm lucky I don't dare. But I promise that my brother will definitely gain something from Jingwu Sect..."

While the two were talking, the rickshaw had already stopped at the gate of Jingwu Gate.

I saw a picture of Bai Lian hanging in front of Jingwu Gate, and two white lanterns with the word "Dian" were hung on both sides, indicating that an important person in the door died and held a funeral.

"Fifth Senior Brother...Fifth Senior Brother, it's really you." Just then, a young and strong man walked out of the door.

"A Biao."

"I'll help you get it." The man Abiao quickly took Chen Zhen's hand and bowed, looking at Zhang Xinyi, "This is..."

"Thank you. This is Brother Zhang, he is my friend. A Biao, let's not talk about these things for now, take me to see my master."

"Okay..." A Biao nodded friendly to Zhang Xinyi and led the two of them to the hall.

"What! What are you waiting for?" Before the three of them could enter the hall, they heard a arrogant voice coming from inside.

Chen Zhen's face suddenly darkened, and a stern aura inadvertently radiated.

"This kind of aura..." Zhang Xinyi stood behind and felt this momentum. Although it was not targeted at him, he had a shocking momentum, just like the feeling of creatures in nature when facing natural enemies.

"Sure enough, martial artists are extraordinary. It seems that I have nothing wrong with choosing here..."

"Fifth Senior Brother!"

"Fifth Brother, you are back..."

As soon as Chen Zhen entered the hall, someone from the Huo family immediately noticed it and shouted in surprise.

Chen Zhen nodded at everyone and looked at the field.

The hall was arranged into a mourning hall. When the three of them came in, two groups of people were facing each other. The one who was just talking was a group of middle-aged men with a dark face headed in the south.

The young man on the other side was wearing mourning clothes and showing anger. He was obviously the family and relatives of this mourning hall. Zhang Xinyi, who had watched the movie, knew that this person was Huo Tingen, the son of Huo Yuanjia.
Chapter completed!